3. When the Judge descends in light,
Clothed in majesty and might,
When the wicked quail with fear,
Where, O, where wilt thou appear?
4. What shall soothe thy bursting breast,
When the saints and thou must part?
When the good with joy are crowned,
Sinner, where wilt thou be found?
5. While the Holy Ghost is nigh,
Quickly to the Saviour fly;
Then shall peace thy spirit cheer;
Then in heaven shalt thou appear.
1. DEPTH of mercy! can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
2. I have long withstood His grace;
Long provoked Him to His face;
Would not hearken to His calls;
Grieved Him by a thousand falls.
3. Kindled His relentings are;
Me He now delights to spare;
Cries, How shall I give thee up?-
Lets the lifted thunder drop.
4. There for me the Saviour stands;
Shows His wounds, and spreads His hands;
God is love! I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps, and loves me still.
1. MARY to the Saviour's tomb
Hasted at the early dawn,
Spice she brought, and sweet perfume,
But the Lord she loved had gone.
Trembling, while a crystal flood
Issued from her weeping eyes,
For awhile, she lingering stood,
Filled with sorrow and surprise.
2. But her sorrows quickly fled
When she heard his welcome voice;
Christ had risen from the dead,
Now He bids her heart rejoice;
What a change His word can make,
Turning darkness into day;
Ye who weep for Jesus' sake,
He will wipe your tears away.
1. PILGRIM, burdened with thy sin,
Come the way to Zion's gate;
There, till mercy speaks within,
Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait:
Knock-He knows the sinner's cry;
Weep-He loves the mourner's tears;
Watch, for saving grace is nigh;
Wait, till heavenly grace appears.
2. Hark, it is the Saviour's voice!
"Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest!"
Now within the gate rejoice,
Safe, and onward, bought, and blest:
Safe, from all the lures of vice;
Owned, by joys the contrite know;
Bought by love, and life the price;
Blest, the mighty debt to owe.
3. Holy pilgrim! what for thee
In a world like this remains?
From thy guarded breast shall flee
Fear, and shame, and doubts, and pains:
Fear-the hope of heaven shall fly,
Shame, from glory's view retire;
Doubt, in full belief shall die,
Pain, in endless bliss expire.
1. HEARTS of stone! relent, relent,
Break, by Jesus' cross subdued;
See His body, mangled, rent,
Covered with a gore of blood!
Sinful soul! what hast thou done?
Crucified God's only Son!
2. Yes, thy sins have done the deed,
Driven the nails that fixed Him there,
Crowned with thorns His sacred head,
Pierced Him with the bloody spear.
Made His soul a sacrifice-
While for sinful man He dies.
3. Wilt thou let Him bleed in vain-
Still to death thy Lord pursue?
Open all His wounds again,
And the shameful cross renew?
No; with all my sins I'll part,
Break, oh! break, my bleeding heart!
1. WEARY Souls, that wander wide
From the central point of bliss,
Turn to Jesus crucified,
Fly to those dear wounds of His ;
Sink into the purple flood;
Rise into the life of God.
2. Oh believe the record true,
God to you His Son hath given;
may now be happy, too—
Find on earth the life of heaven,
Live the life of heaven above,
All the life of glorious love.
1. COME, ye weary souls, oppressed,
Answer to the Saviour's call;
"Come, and I will give you rest;
Come, and I will save you
all."
2. Jesus-full of truth and love,
We Thy kindest call obey,
Faithful let Thy mercies prove,
Take our load of guilt away.
3. Weary of this war within,
Weary of this endless strife,
Weary of ourselves and sin,
Weary of a wretched life;—
4. Burdened with a world of grief,
Burdened with our sinful load,
Burdened with this unbelief,
Burdened with the wrath of God ;
5. Lo, we come to Thee for ease,
True and gracious as thou art;
Now our weary souls release,
Write forgiveness on our heart.
1. COME! said Jesus' sacred voice,
Come, and make my paths your choice:
I will guide you to your home:
Weary wanderer, hither come.
2. Thou, who homeless and forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste,
Weary wanderer, hither haste.
3. Ye, who tossed on beds of pain
Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn :-
4. Hither come, for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound!
Peace, that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.
1. HASTE, O sinner! to be wise,
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Wisdom warns thee, from the skies,
All the paths of death to shun.
2. Haste, and mercy now implore;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Thy probation may be o'er
Ere this evening's work is done.
3. Haste, O sinner! now return;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Lest thy lamp should come to burn
Ere salvation's work is done.
4. Haste, while yet thou canst be blest;
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Death may thy poor soul arrest
Ere the morrow is begun.
1. Lo! He comes with clouds descending,
Once for favored sinners slain:
Thousand-thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of His train:
Hallelujah!
Jesus Christ shall ever reign!
2. See the universe in motion,
Sinking on her funeral pyre-
Earth dissolving, and the ocean
Vanishing in final fire :—
Hark, the trumpet!
Loud proclaims that Day of Ire!
3. Graves have yawned in countless numbers,
From the dust the dead arise;
Millions, out of silent slumbers,
Wake in overwhelmed surprise;
Where creation,
Wrecked and torn in ruin lies!
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